This is a song about "Money cars and girls"

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Spit that knowledge, and peace my girls,

Music girls and money yea that's what its all about, all about

I'mma be up with them owls, just to see you when you out

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

You'll be missing work, and switching lanes, and hitting cars,

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

All i need is moola cars and friends

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

Bubbling above the elevated tracks and cars

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Neighbours washing cars and reading fucking magazines.

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls